Like air February 21, 2017February 23, 2017 HakeemLeave a comment Like air From the mouth of A pressurized balloon Joy rushes out from me Leaking on my cheeks Coloring my smile Anytime my pale eyes Connect with the golden sunset That sleeps in yours.
Wither February 12, 2017 HakeemLeave a comment The little garden you grew When you fell in love With the scent of flowers Has grown into a forest After you left Maybe Forgetting to water it Was better than Chopping of its beauties So you could carry them And keep them for yourself Free writing